When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 463 Young Master, I Can Spoil You (17)

Lubit grabbed her hand and said: "Your Majesty, in fact nothing happened that day, does Your Majesty believe me?"

"I believe."

"Even if something really happened, I will only kill those who hurt you." She grabbed his hand, "I love you more than your body, when will you understand my heart?" ?”

Lubite's heart warmed.

He just wanted to test her, but he didn't want her to confide the truth.

When King Qi rushed over that day, he did grab his hand, but suddenly a force burst out from him, knocking him to the ground.

His clothes were also shredded by that force, and he also exhausted his strength and was weak for several days.

"Your Majesty, I'm not as good as you think." He was a little moved.

In fact, he has been planning since the time he met by the lake. The meeting was a coincidence, but he had planned for a long time to make her pay attention to him.

He hesitated, hesitated, but in the end he lost to her love and enthusiasm.

How could he let her be so kind to him.

"You're fine." Nan Xing touched his face and said warmly.

She knew everything about him, but she never mentioned it.

But as long as that person is him, he can do anything.

As long as it is what he thinks, she agrees and is willing to cooperate unconditionally.

Half a month later, Lu Xian was canonized as Feng Jun and accepted the worship of all the officials.

The empress dismissed the harem, and stated that she would not draft a concubine again, and advised all the ministers to rest their minds.

The palace was in chaos that day, and Lu Hai died under random arrows. Lu Shaohong was overly stimulated, and soon handed in his resignation.

On the day she left, she proposed to see Lu Lian, but was resolutely rejected.

Lu Shaohong's face was full of disappointment, but she didn't dare to take the title of deer anymore.

He is Fengjun, the master of this world, His Majesty dismissed the harem for him, and he enjoys this unique favor.

"Feng Jun, my son has become Feng Jun." Lu Shaohong left the imperial city half-smiling and half-crying, and never came back.

"Has he lost his temper again?" The queen turned down and asked Mao An next to her in a low voice.

"Feng Jun saw the portraits in the Book Pavilion, all of which belonged to other little masters in the past." Mao An was used to it, and replied in a low voice.

Nan Xing nodded, "I understand, you all should step back first."

"Yes."

When she went to Zangshu Pavilion, she saw Lujian squatting on the ground, throwing calligraphy and paintings one by one.

Nan Xing looked down, and the inscriptions were all the names of other concubines.

"It's time for lunch," she reminded.

Lu Jian stood up, turned around and asked, "Why does Your Majesty keep other people's calligraphy and paintings?"

Seeing the opportunity, the empress immediately replied: "They had nothing to do in the past, so I let them find something to do."

Writing, copying, painting, during that time, saved a lot of work for the ministries.

"Then why have you never heard His Majesty say it?" Lu Xian asked suspiciously.

"You, you are different, I just want to drag you to sleep." The queen came forward and hugged him, "I just don't want you to do those tiring jobs."

Being picked up suddenly, the deer title immediately shouted: "Your Majesty, let me go."

"Don't let it go."

"His Majesty!"

The queen lowered her head, her eyes were gentle, and her voice was low: "The flowers have already bloomed this year, when will you accompany me to enjoy the flowers?"

Lu Jian was stunned for a moment, unknowingly, three years had passed since he met her.

He raised his head and said, "Go now and accompany you."

The Queen smiled: "Okay."

　good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)